"I'll lay my life he's gone on a fox-and-goose-chase to Mr. Perhaps that other boy who visited you backstage at the concert. Gerald went through all the papers in front of Gosse and that woman of his, one by one. Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. Michelle tossed her hair like a young colt flicking its tail. He might not condone it, but the feelings that had prompted it augured well for Melusine’s safety.
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